...instead of Beauty School Dropout (in case you didn't catch that). This week was a great one...but busy at the same time. We spent a lot of time with friends...dinner, outlet shopping and even a little BBQ. It was great. I also took Noah on a grocery shopping trip, which is always an experience (I am sure many of you can relate). When we were just about finished, with the cart over flowing, Noah decides it would be fun to start throwing frozen vegetables on the floor. He was having a good time and people were getting a kick out of his laugh. I played a long for a minute and then decided that I would move the veggies so he couldn't reach them. Just as I bend down to grab the last bag off the floor he decided to reach for the canned juice concentrate instead. Now you can imagine, as I am bending over to grab something off the floor a can of juice comes flying at my head. OUCH! I would be lying if I said I didn't have to fight back tears. It was painful and I immediately made it known to Noah that I wasn't happy. So I wasn't technically 'knocked-out' but wouldn't that have added to the whole experience?
This weeks festivities?? Noah officially turns 18 months...thats 1 1/2 years old and I can't believe it! We may just have to have a little celebration for him...but there probably won't be any grocery shopping.
